Yin Spirit Millennium Worm

Damn it!

In that instant, momo, whose Mental Power had surpassed its limit, felt time slow in her perception. The special magic, Thought Acceleration, embedded within her body activated.

She could clearly sense that time seemed to be slowing because her thoughts had accelerated.

Behind Satoru Gojo, a pitch-black domain had already begun to unfold.

Wait, if Reigen Arataka was still nearby, then since Satoru Gojo wanted to protect him, he should only use Unlimited Void for a fraction of a second. With my mental resistance, I still have a chance…

The next moment, though everything moved in slow motion, the corner of Satoru Gojo’s mouth still gradually rose. Reigen Arataka’s body was pushed away from where he stood by an invisible repulsive force, slowly flying toward the withered wilderness.

momo’s pupils caught the scene. She activated her telekinesis, trying to pull Reigen Arataka back, but this was also the drawback of Thought Acceleration—it could not accelerate her own movements or the use of her abilities.

She could only watch in despair as the pitch-black domain completely enveloped the three of them.

Then her mind went blank in an instant. An enormous amount of information surged into her brain all at once, Thought Acceleration collapsed immediately, and she froze in place. Overwhelmed by the sheer volume of information, she lost the ability to think and could only passively receive endless streams of information.

37 was no different. The specially made smoke grenade he had thrown exploded beneath his feet, but he could no longer use his Body Flicker Jutsu or earth-burrowing technique.

The information needed to activate his abilities was drowned amidst countless useless fragments of information. His brain simply could not process it.

Satoru Gojo released his hand seal and stood within his domain, looking at the three frozen Reincarnators. He theatrically patted his chest.

"Whoa, that was close. Good thing your teacher here is experienced enough to tell at a glance that you lot are bad students."

He casually waved his hand, and the poisonous smoke was instantly cleared away. Looking at the thin man dressed in black tight-fitting clothes like a ninja, he found the blade on the man’s back somewhat concerning.

It was probably some sort of "cursed blade," carrying a heavy aura of misfortune. But…

Splat!

Satoru Gojo grabbed 37 by the head and lifted upward, directly pulling his head off.

As blood sprayed everywhere, Satoru Gojo tossed the head aside, not forgetting to make a snide remark.

"I thought all you guys had bodies like our host."

37’s headless corpse immediately collapsed to the ground. It twitched twice, then fell still.

Satoru Gojo had already arrived beside the woman with twin ponytails. Her pupils trembled continuously, as though she were still struggling within Unlimited Void.

Satoru Gojo gripped her head with all five fingers and watched her expression with interest. The corner of his mouth curled up, and the cruel smile in his eyes was no different from the one she had worn when looking at Reigen Arataka earlier.

Splat!

He slowly pulled out her head. As her neck tore apart, the frequency with which her pupils trembled made Satoru Gojo briefly think she might break free from Unlimited Void’s effects.

After entering this special world, Satoru Gojo had gradually realized that there were still many powerful beings beyond his imagination.

For example, that ill-tempered green-haired girl. Her overwhelming violence had greatly shaken Satoru Gojo, who had once believed himself supreme above and below heaven.

For the first time in a long while, he was filled with ambition, wanting to pursue even greater strength.

Squelch!

Blood sprayed from the woman’s headless corpse like a fountain. Satoru Gojo boredly tossed aside her head.

He then walked over to the burly man in sunglasses who seemed able to transform. He took off the man’s sunglasses and put them on himself, then flicked a finger.

Bang!

Mork’s head exploded into a mass of silver liquid, and his body fell with it.

Satoru Gojo turned around. As the pitch-black domain dissipated, only three mangled corpses remained where he had been standing.

Satoru Gojo watched the despondent man whom he had sent flying nearly a hundred meters away, yet who had not suffered any serious injuries, cautiously making his way back.

He shook his head.

Those without power could only entrust their fates to the hands of others.

But unfortunately, neither side holding his fate now seemed to be good people…

Satoru Gojo’s figure flashed away and vanished.

The next moment, that puddle of silver liquid slowly writhed. Mork reassembled himself in liquid form, stood up with lingering fear, and looked around. Then he immediately started his motorcycle and fled, no longer harboring any desire to attack Reigen Arataka, who was not far behind him.

Yes, Mork was actually a special type of Reincarnator relatively capable of resisting Unlimited Void’s effects. Most of his body had already been converted into liquid metal, and several modules had been installed in his brain, specifically to assist with information processing, data storage, logical judgment, and more.

It was a highly versatile sci-fi bloodline, possessing moderate immortality and powerful regenerative traits.

But after inexplicably encountering Satoru Gojo and seeing 37 and momo instantly killed by Unlimited Void, Mork quickly deduced the existence of a third Reincarnator faction.

Moreover, they knew Tree Herder’s objective and were not afraid of that lord’s retaliation. That was why they dared interfere with the actions of the three of them.

And a Reincarnator team that was unafraid of Tree Herder and other Title-level Reincarnators, and apparently possessed the ability to summon or contract Satoru Gojo, was simply not something he could provoke.

"Damn it! No wonder Tree Herder didn’t send his own divine envoys. He was using us as substitutes for death. Fuck!"

As Mork wildly twisted the throttle, his electronic eyes scanned the surroundings. He found no traces of other lifeforms, but he could not see above his head.

Two yin spirits floated in the air.

Millennium Worm, still maintaining the appearance he had in life—wearing a trench coat and a special mask—was still somewhat unaccustomed to his yin spirit body.

Satoru Gojo kept patting Millennium Worm on the shoulder and laughed loudly.

"You really called it. How did you know that guy could survive my ability? Are you also one of those geniuses who can think of a way to crack my ability after being hit by it once? You don’t look like… Hmm, you don’t look like a genius…"

Millennium Worm frowned. He did not understand why people like Satoru Gojo and Uchiha Madara were helping Mercenary Tao.

Even though he had been absorbed into the other’s body, as a yin spirit himself, he had not felt any irresistible command binding him.

Satoru Gojo noticed Millennium Worm’s confusion. He opened his mouth, but no air came out, because he was already dead.

"Because what that guy said makes sense. Back when he was weak, we could only soak in that Yellow Springs, unable to do anything."

"But now that he’s become stronger, we can leave that space and come out to move freely."

"As long as he keeps getting stronger, bringing us back from the dead shouldn’t be difficult, right?"

"In your Reincarnator terms, it’s the Myriad Worlds, right? There must be a way for us to revive somewhere…"

Millennium Worm froze. Revival… At that moment, he suddenly realized that even after dying and inexplicably being absorbed into Mercenary Tao’s body to become a yin spirit, he still retained his ability to think and his consciousness.

In other words… he could consciously pursue resurrection.

He suddenly became far more motivated, and his resistance toward serving Mercenary Tao also greatly diminished.

"That guy was obviously enhanced with one of those liquid robots from Terminator. Reincarnators like that love installing multiple processors in themselves. The enormous amount of information your Unlimited Void forces into them gets diverted, so the damage to his brain isn’t as severe as it would be normally."

As he listened to one unfamiliar term after another, Satoru Gojo’s eyes reflected thoughts about his future path and choices.

"Tsk, we really did complete the mission as expected. I just wonder how that Uchiha guy is doing. Ha…"

"There’s a Completely Unrivaled One over there. Hopefully, we’ll still see that Uchiha guy when we return to the Consciousness Sea…"

Satoru Gojo made the flippant joke, but Millennium Worm gained an entirely new understanding of Mercenary Tao’s power.

Uchiha Madara, Satoru Gojo, and tens of thousands of yin spirits had all been contained within his body. That guy… what kind of monster was he…?